So, lately, I've been having all of these ... well ... thoughts. Or maybe I should call them fantasies? Except that they're based on reality... so let's stick to "thoughts."
They creep into my head while I'm running. I'll be struggling during a tough part of the run then, all of a sudden, a great song with a heavy beat pops on and the thoughts begin. One, followed by a RUSH of adrenaline. Then another. Then, before I know it, I have a full-blown story line going on in my head. And I find myself nearly sprinting, running as fast as I can, feeling absolutely on top of the world.
I'm talking about volleyball, of course. That's right. I have been having volleyball fantasies while I'm running. All of the great players I have been on the court with in the past are there with me in my thoughts and every great play is being replayed over and over again. And I feel alive.
I miss volleyball. Running and I have a good, solid relationship (minus the fact that I'm not all that good at it). Running keeps me in shape. It allows me to set goals and go after them like I used to do with volleyball. Running has been there for me when volleyball hasn't. But it just isn't the same.
Volleyball and I are soulmates. And I miss my soulmate.
It's a slippery slope, my friends. I've been mentally cheating on running with volleyball for the last couple of months now and it's only a matter of time before I cheat for real. I don't want to break up with running. I just want to have a little extra-curricular fun every now and then. Is that SO wrong??? :)